Hi, there. My name is Steeves Volmar Cherenfant. I'm a big and tall Black man living in West Side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Not too far from Brockton Community High School. These days, I'm a Criminal Justice Student at UMass-Boston, having transferred there from Massasoit Community College. And I'm openly Bisexual. Even though I'm one fine Hait...
It's seven in the afternoon and I am driving through the roads. I've just had a very tough day at work. These days, things are getting tougher all the damn time. Oh, before I continue, I suppose that introductions are in order. My name is Jason Guillaume and I am a young Haitian-American man living in the city of Boston. I am a lawyer working for Randolph &...
The name is Julianne Bosworth, and I've got a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, to an English-Canadian father and an Aboriginal Canadian mother. Five-foot-eleven, curvy and sexy, with light bronze skin, long Black hair and light brown eyes, that's essentially me in a nutshell. Exotically beautiful, those are the words I hear...
Hello, there. My name is Jennifer Adolf. Just your average, everyday, six-foot-tall, lean and fit, blonde-haired and green-eyed Teutonic goddess. I'm a professional athlete living in the city of Boston. My parents really got pissed when I walked away from a scholarship to Northeastern University to become a professional boxer. I'd rather be a boxer than play...
In the Muslim world, a woman's life depends on the men in her life, first her father and later her husband and any son who might issue from her womb. This holds especially true in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the venerable Heartland of Islam. I thank Allah for giving me a husband as kind-hearted and loving as my dear Mahmoud. Now, he may be strange, but he...
A lot of people in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, seem to have a problem with interracial relationships, especially when the interracial relationship in question involves a Black man. Oh, well, to hell with the haters. Canada is changing. Lots of Africans, Arabs, Chinese, Indians and others are filling up cities like Toronto, Ottawa, Montreal, Vancouver and ev...
Gino Harrison walked into his office. He had been working for Jefferson & Mason for three years now. It was an advertising agency. Gino was a tall black man in his early thirties. He had dark brown skin and curly black hair. A rather handsome man. Gino was a somewhat successful man. He engrossed a couple hundred grand a year and that wasn't bad at all. Espec...
"Who's ready for round three?" the sexiest woman I have ever known asked her two best friends as she secured their blindfold back over my eyes. "Do I have anything to say on my own behalf?" I asked, once again tethered at all four points to our king-size bed and blindfolded as the ladies prepared to ride my tongue and face to their third orgasms of the even...
"Out of the Closet and Into the Fire" "I don't know Sarah. I had him try on a dress of mine. Then I sent him in to take a bath and shave his legs. He seemed to be doing as well as could be expected under the circumstance I guess," she said on the phone "When did he leave Lynn?" Sarah asked calmly. "Well, he took a bath and put the dress back on after som...
Freeda was waiting outside of my office at 1:30 promptly. She looked ravishing and the smile she had left with that morning, was still plastered to lovely her face She immediately undressed and put her feet in the stirrups before I had time to say "How was lunch?" "Before we begin." I said while starring at her cute pussy, "I want you to relax and close yo...